He took off his tuxedo and put it somewhere else. She folded her white longsleeves up to her elbows so she didn't look that formal anymore. I just swallowed when I realized how handsome he was in every corner I looked. He looks so dashing and indeniably hot.
"How old are you?" he asked all of asudden. I intertwined my fingers as I look at him directly in the eyes.
"I'm turning seventeen by the end of this month."
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.
"In two months, how many have been your lovers?"
Why does he ask me such things? We're not even close for pete's sake!
But I still answered. "I didn't count them. I'm not interested. Why are you asking, by the way?"
"I just want to know what happened to you here while I'm in Manila for two months."
Wait, Manila? Does that mean, so I haven't seen him in two months he's not here in San Alfresco?
